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Faith and Fear in Flushing made its debut on Feb. 16, 2005, the brainchild of two longtime friends and lifelong Met fans.
Greg Prince discovered the Mets when he was 6, during the magical summer of 1969. He is a Long Island-based writer, editor and communications consultant. Contact him here.
Jason Fry is a Brooklyn writer whose first memories include his mom leaping up and down cheering for Rusty Staub. Check out his other writing here.
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by Jason Fry on 24 June 2015 12:36 am
I’m not sure what the point of this recap is. Just go read this one — because the Mets just replayed Friday’s game, down to the comedy of errors on a good bunt to third.
Once again, the key figures were Ruben Tejada, pressed into service at an unnatural position, and the pitcher — then it […]
by Greg Prince on 22 June 2015 9:57 am
I must have been inspired by the incessant promotional buzz generated by those Steve Miller Band concert spots, because in the spirit of the narrator of “Abracadabra,” I tried to conjure some rah. Maybe even some rah-rah. Undeterred by the six deadly frames that preceded them, I threw myself into the seventh, eighth and ninth […]
by Greg Prince on 16 June 2015 9:44 am
Blue Jays came a-courtin’ Monday night. They know how to woo the Mets on the Mets’ home turf, especially as the hour grows late. As they had on nine previous Shea-based occasions, they brought a ripe opportunity for the Mets to win. The Mets graciously accepted what the Jays presented them and said “thank you […]
by Greg Prince on 12 June 2015 11:58 am
I was wrong to have expected the 11:02 from Jamaica to have left Jamaica at 11:02, so my last call of Thursday night was off (forty sweltering, cranky minutes of waiting later, I realized there’s a reason the LIRR never touts the train from the game). Otherwise, though, I had a pretty good run of […]
by Jason Fry on 26 May 2015 1:30 am
It’s an odd feeling when you’re away from your team and they’re doing poorly. You’re a bit relieved, because in your normal life you’d have flushed three hours down the drain but instead you get the bad news via a glance at a phone, paper or distant TV and then get on with whatever it […]
by Greg Prince on 30 April 2015 9:17 am
The phone rang while I was catching up on my Nashville — Juliette Barnes is quite the handful — after I finished watching whatever it was I watched the bulk of Wednesday evening. It was the copy desk calling. Apparently I was keeping them waiting.
“Yeah?”
“Where’s your recap?”
“What recap?”
“It’s your night to recap the Mets game.”
“No, […]
by Greg Prince on 17 April 2015 9:50 am
In most parallel universes, the Mets lost Thursday night. They had to.
They were playing the Marlins.
Giancarlo Stanton went traditionally deep.
They were playing the Marlins.
Martin Prado added his own four cents.
They were playing the Marlins.
Dillon Gee pitched gamefully but not quite well enough to fully extricate himself from his last tangle of trouble.
They were playing the […]
by Jason Fry on 14 April 2015 2:01 am
In the first couple of weeks of April, emotions are subject to the perils of small sample size just like everything else. Win and you feel like your team is a lock to win 125 games, with various newcomers locks to hit .400, slug 50 homers, retire every tough lefty and turn every double play. Lose, and […]
by Greg Prince on 12 April 2015 9:50 pm
In case you don’t remember, baseball is back. A week ago at this time, you could barely sit still in anticipation of its annual arrival. Now it’s part of the woodwork.
I like the woodwork this way. I like baseball this way. I like when it keeps us company this way, embedded so smoothly into the […]
by Greg Prince on 15 February 2015 8:37 am
Saturday was Valentine’s Day, providing those us of who still adore from chronologically afar the occasion’s namesake a moment to recall the improvement Bobby Valentine’s Mets produced in his first full year at the helm. After finishing 71-91 in 1996 (a campaign he took over with 31 games remaining), the 1997 Mets delightfully surprised their […]
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